Monday, January 26, 2009

A Few Lines of Poetry

I walk…

Swift and free

I walk 

cool at ease

I walk 

my feet only kiss the dark concrete

And I watch

I watch the faces 

That walk

In all area of space

And I’m mystified

And I close my eyes and the sun’s rays

Beam down on my

My eyes are closed so it’s a flood of red

And I’m alone at once

And although 

the busy sounds of the market place fill my ears

I am alone

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